All this talk about inspiration and moment is nonsense.

I'm an Indian-origin painter. I will remain so to my last breath.

Wherever I find love I will accept it.

Ninety-nine percent of Indian people loved me and they still love me.

I am like a folk painter. Paint and move ahead.

Mostly people are ignorant, what is the language of painting. You know, they're ignorant. It is so difficult to make them aware, but time will teach them.

They can put me in a jungle. Still, I can create.